You were dancing in front of your friends as they clap. Everybody had eyes on you, as a tall handsome man mentioned you. "How much for her?" he asked, the bartender look at him confuse. "I think you got them mixed up..." He give him some beer.

"2 thousands" he says, as he placed the money on the table he tumed around to see your shock face. "I WANT HER TO BE MY PRIVATE DANCER" he smirk, but you weren't a dancer.